Don't apologize for that dick.

I put my hand over hers. "You're moving here?"

She nods. "I think."

"With him?"

She bites her lip and shakes her head.

"Is it over between you two?"

She looks out the window then clears her throat. "What's your predicament?"

Guess I got my answer.Disappointment fills me.

I need to get this problem solved.

I remove my hand from hers. "I'm in the middle of construction on a multi-million-dollar building. Our designer bailed. We're already behind schedule and need to be ordering materials, or we're going to lose millions."

"And you want me to help you?"

"If you're as good as Vivian claims."

I'm sure you're way better than I could ever comprehend.

She has a boyfriend.

He's a dickhead.

She's still taken.

"Ummm... I...ummm..."

"Tell you what. Why don't we go to the building and do a walk-through then we can go to my place and review the blueprint."

She looks down. "I'm in yoga clothes."

I shouldn't flirt with her, knowing she's taken, but I can't resist. "Guess if we need to get dirty, that won't be a problem then."

Her eyes widen, and she turns crimson.

I push her laptop shut and lean forward. "Do you want to shower first? You look perfect to me, but I can make that happen if you prefer."

Her mouth hangs open.

I lean back. "My driver is out front. Why don't I take you to Vivian's? You do whatever you need to, I'll wait for you, then we'll go. Bring your laptop, and you can write up the contract for me to sign later today."

"You've not seen my work. How do you know I'm the right designer for you?" she blurts out.

I've never hired anyone without looking at their work before. I might be in a desperate situation, but I should still do my due diligence.

"Vivian vouched for you. She said you were transitioning your business and would be able to focus on me. Is she correct?"

"Focus on you?"

Yep. All day and all night.

"This project. And she claimed I could trust you to stay within my budget, meet deadlines, and create something amazing. Was she correct or wrong?"